"Yes. This kind of photo is not suitable to go to the gallery to wash, use a disposable Polaroid camera to take pictures. ”

"She must like you so much that she's willing to strip naked for you to shoot."

"Love is dead and alive."

Lan Lingmei smiled and patted Liu Xiyue's thigh. Liu Xiyue frowned helplessly, and then looked like she didn't care about herself, and took a watermelon and stuffed it into Lan Lingmei's hand. Lan Lingmei couldn't help but laugh, took a bite of the watermelon, and smiled playfully at Gao Wutong.

"The nude photos have been taken, it seems that Mr. Gao must marry her."

"Of course. My generation

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If the son marries, he will only marry her. ”

"You still like the new and hate the old, and you don't miss the old at all."

"What's the use of remembering old feelings, you can't turn back time."

"Forgotten everything?"

"Look at my house, where there are still traces of the past."

Liu Xiyue threw the watermelon rind into the trash can and smiled faintly.

"I heard that I was going to move to a villa, so I might as well empty this place and rent the house."

"You love villas, I can understand that."

Liu Xiyue avoided Gao Wutong's gaze and was silent.

After eating a few more watermelons, the two said goodbye, and Gao Wutong was sent downstairs and then to the street.

"You two say a few words alone, remember not to rekindle old feelings."

After Lan Lingmei finished speaking, she walked not far away and waited.

The two stared quietly for a moment, and Liu Xiyue said ruthlessly:

"Forget about the past, I wish you happiness."

"Have you forgotten?"

"You've always been a liar."

"I'm sorry for lying to you who are young and ignorant."

"Good luck fooling an ideal adult."

"Thank you!"

"Goodbye!"

Liu Xiyue caught up with Lan Lingmei and took her hand and walked together.

"Has the old love been rekindled?"

"Let it be. It's up to next year, maybe you can really only fall for this liar. ”

"You should give him some encouragement or hints."

"I just don't give it. If he can't forget me, he'll find a way to come to me. ”

"If you still hate him so much, it means that you still can't forget him, why torture each other?"

"I like it, okay."

"I've taken all the nude photos, but I'm still hard-mouthed."

"Do you believe the liar?"

"Famous teachers produce high apprentices, and blue is better than blue."

Liu Xiyue smiled and hugged Lan Lingmei with tears.

Gao Wutong watched the two drift apart, bursting into tears.

One afternoon after returning to Qianhe, Liu Xiyue went to the ancient Baofeng Street in the county seat to hang out.

In front of a bamboo shop, there are all kinds of bamboo-made utensils. Sieves with orderly changes in size, stacked in layers from small to large, like concentric circles. Baskets, dustpans, dustpans, chopsticks, baskets, brooms, pots, brushes, etc., are available in different sizes. A middle-aged couple is sitting at the door, the woman is weaving a sieve, and the man is weaving a basket. Bamboo strips put

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Between the two. The woman stopped what she was doing from time to time, tacitly helping the man hand over the bamboo strips, and looked at each other.

Liu Xiyue watched the selection of bamboo utensils, and glanced at the two from time to time. The woman stood up, wiped the sweat from the man's forehead and neck with a towel, and brought a cup of tea and placed it on the small bamboo stool beside the man. The man took the cup and handed it to the woman's mouth, and the woman smiled gently and took two sips. The man took a few sips, put down the cup, pointed to the air, and the two looked silently into the distance. Liu Xiyue was stunned, thinking that her grandmother's house did not lack any of these utensils, so she bought a small basket and basket, and after turning a street, the scene was still shaking in front of her eyes.

One evening in late August, Liu Xiyue walked to the square near the Children's Palace.

A group of middle-aged and elderly people were dancing, and when they walked to the crowd, they saw that Shen Qiuyu was leading the dance. This is one of the mass cultural activities carried out by the Children's Palace, and Liu Xiyue also received it for a week. Liu Xiyue gently moved her waist to the music, and was about to leave after following Sanqu, when she suddenly found Shen Qiuyu beckoning to her, so she stepped forward.

"You couldn't have come just in time!" Shen Qiuyu pointed to his stomach, "Help me take a quarter of an hour, and I'll be back immediately." ”

Liu Xiyue was familiar with these dances, took off her small satchel and put it on the steps, stood next to Shen Qiuyu, jumped up and down in the middle of the music, and glanced behind her from time to time through the change of movements.

Not long after the start of another song, Liu Xiyue suddenly found that Gao Wutong was mixed in with the crowd watching on the left, dodging and sneaking at her, covering her face with a newspaper from time to time, pretending to be reading a newspaper.

"Liar, what are you hiding? I've seen you a long time ago. ”

Liu Xiyue was distracted when she was thinking wildly, her right foot was broken, and the sandal lace was broken.

"Ah, this liar, he just likes to hurt me."

Liu Xiyue was annoyed and helpless, so she had to lead the dance with her bare right foot, falling lightly, looking a little funny and awkward. Gao Wutong smiled, and Liu Xiyue saw it at a glance, eager to pick up her shoes and throw them at him.

Shen Qiuyu rushed back, just after the end of the song.

"Sister Xiyue, thank you."

"You're welcome." Liu Xiyue pointed to her right foot, "The quality of these sandals is too poor." I changed my shoes. ”

Liu Xiyue walked to the right, and as soon as she walked out of the crowd, Gao Wutong chased after her.

"What's wrong with the feet? You okay? ”

Gao Wutong followed like a premonition, and Liu Xiyue's heart was warm and annoyed.

"What's the matter with you? Get away from me. ”

"If you hurt your ankle, don't force it to go, I'll carry you to the hospital."

"You like to carry it, don't you? The lion's feet are petrified, and you carry it to the hospital. ”

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"I'm sorry you were about to shed tears. Come out, I'm going to lock the door. ”

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